Trying to renovate the game
I been feeling so much pain
Oh i miss you to much
Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch
So much dough i supply the bakery
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
But five years from now i bet she see
If i died would u miss me?
Oh i miss you to much
Now you speaking my language
I got so much in the bank
I start to think it's all planned
Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage
So please don't go i love u n i miss u so much
I miss her so much i want to just grab a knife
Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive
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